Chapter 87: Confession Time

After sight seeing for a long time, they ate lunch under the orange tree of a street side cafe. The slender dark eyed waiter brought wine and a tray of tapas which Sharon devoured, finding her appetite on tasting the flavours of harm and cheese and fish. And in the late afternoon they walked in the gardens of the Alcazar. It was a magical place that seemed to stretch on forever, blocking out the city in the fading light. She was acutely aware of Bryan walking beside her and her heart ached. She wished she could share her delight in these magnificent gardens without restraint. As they strolled down a narrow path lined with lemon trees, Bryan turned to her. 'Tell me about Gerhard', he said expressionlessly. She wondered why he asked but didn't dare to voice the question. It seemed right to tell him the truth here, as the dying sun streaked the sky with orange, in the peace and greenery. So she told him everything. That she and Gerhard had been platonic friends for a long time, being intr